"Shudd up!" I yelled smacking his ugly face. "People like youse shouldn't be boin."

With that he pushed me into the wall and backhanded me. I was knocked onto the floor, "Don't eva say dat te me again!" he threatened. "Next time ye won't get off so easily. It a good thing we're doin dis taday too."

"She's leavin tomorrow te meet her brodda. I think dey might come back te get Scott." Trevor pushed Crane aside. "Now we gots all day te fix her up, just no mora hits te de face.. might ruin her complextion." he said grabbing my chin. "We wouldn't want her brodda te think shes some kinda punk."

"Ye think we ought te take her te a doc afta we're done. She's bleedin bad, mebe de Delancey's can talk one in te treatin her fer us." Knives pointed out noticing my shirt covered with a blood stain.

"Lets finish whudd we started foist, we'll worry bout it afta." Trevor responded getting me up and pushing agint the wall.

Before I knew it I kicked him in the groin and tried to bolt for the door. Before I made it outside I felt a pain in my leg and stomache. Seconds later Knives caught up and kicked me in the stomache. As I was on my knees he grabbed my shoulder and brought me to my feet. I was in so mch pain I felt that I was going to die. He let go of me and pushed me back inside the building.

I hurt so much I couldn't stand. I lifted my shirt and noticed all the stitches had come out and I was bleeding. I lowered my shirt and I almsot threw up. I tried again to get to my feet but aside from the pain I felt nauseous. Trevor noticed I was now covered in blood.

"Shit, we gotta take her now, befora she looses mora blood." Tevor said to them picking me up.

I was not aware what was happening. The pain was too much for me and I blacked out. I woke up in a bed not sure where I was. A doctor came in the room.

"It's a good thing you were brought in when you did. Not to mention those previous wounds you have." he said examining me, "Those boys who brought you here, I know they did it to you, the Delancey's wouldn't have threatenend me to treat you and not say anything if they didn't. I'll make sure they don't know you have awoken yet. They are waiting to take you back, but I don't feel that they should be in contact with you after what they did." the doctor stood up. He winked. "Just pretend that you're asleep for now."

"Thanks." I mumbled and rolled over.

Trevor, Crane and Knives walked in quietly. "I think she will be asleep for a while, most likely for a few days. Also she lost a lot of blood, more than she really should have. Why don't you come back tomorrow, she needs her rest." The doctor started to push them out of the room I could hear it rather well.

As he shut the door I sat up. "Where de hell am I." I said quietly to myself. I was startled when the doctor opened the door so sudden.

"So where is it you live?" he asked shuttte door tightly behind him.

"Uuhh, in,…. in Manhattan, or Brooklyn, in de Lodgin Houses." I answered feelin worn out. "I think I should go now, I gotta get back te me brodda's."

"You should stay here for a while longer. They will be back tomorrow."

"No no. De sooner I leave the better off I am. Trust me." I said standing. Where exactily am I?" I asked lighty embarresed.

"Oh of course! You need to know that to get where you are going. Those boys brought you here in Harlem."

I thanked the doctor then was on my way as exhausted as I was. 'Harlem' I thought 'why here?' I remembered after about ten minutes it was really dangerouse here and on top of it I was injured. 'Could they be any stupider!' I thought wishing I could yell it to their faces. 'Wait!' I thought 'Maybe Chain can help!' I walked around hoping to find Chain if I didn't get to Manhattan first.

"Whudd ye mean she's lost again!?!" I heard Chain yelled at someone.

"I dunno…Spot said she's just missin again." Runner said raising his voice.

"Who's missin?' I asked wth a big grin as I walked out from the corner. They both jus looked at me. "I was wondering I you could help me again?" I asked trying not to feel scared and collapse at the same time. "It was nice of dat doc te lie te Trevor and de Delanceys fer me."

"How'd ye get hea?" Chain asked.

""Dey brought me hea. In Harlem of all places. Afta last night dey threatened a doc inte treaten me an keepin his mouth shut bout whudd happened." I answered leaning against a building.

"Whudd ye mean, 'afta last night? Whudddey do te ye?' Chain asked walking closer. I took a step back. "I ain't gonna hoit ye. I promised Spot I'd help im befora." he said stopping then headed toward me again. He grabbed my arm lightly "See? I ain't gonna hit ye, C'mon we gotta get ye back te Spot."

"Hold up!" someone shouted.

"Yea, ye didn't think we was gonna find ye did ye!" Knives laughed.

Chain pushed me towards the group of newsies behind him. 'Make surre nuttin happens te her."

"Wait, whudder ye doin?" I freaked as some newsies helped balance me.

"Don't worry bout it. Spot should be hea soon." he walked right up to Trevor and punched him.

Five other newsies ran to help Chain. Whie they were busy beating up Knives, Crane, Trevor, and the Delanceys I sat on a garbage can. I noticed blood stains were showing on my leg and on my shirt. Crane got past one of the newsies and headed right for me. I knew in my condition I couldn''t run. I tried to stand but I couldn't, I fell to my knees. I tried to stand again and leaned against the wall for support. I panicked as he reached me he backhanded me and pushed me into a few garbage cans. Right when he reached for me someone swung him around.

"No one touches me goil" he yelled and punched him. "Get up!" he yelled when he knocked Crane to the ground.

"Spot. Get yer goil outta hea, c'mon hurry it up." Chain yelled taking his place infront of Crane, "I'll get it from hea"

Spot helped me up.. "I'm sorry Angel I shoulda been derre."

"It's ok, it wasn't your fault."

"I said get lost!" Chain yelled punching Crane. "Ye know we can't help ye if yer hea when de Crypts show up and find ye hea wid dese punks."

"De Crypts?'

"Angel I'll explain lata."

"Hey we goin er whudd?" Scott asked walking out from the crowd attacking the Delancey's and Trevor.

"Yea, c'mon we gotta hurry." Spot said then starting to run off. He realized I wasn't following. "Angel whudd er ye doin?"

"I can't run, not afta last night."

"Fine, I'll carry ye." He said walking back over to me. "Get on." he said kneeling so I could get on his back.